Why do I bother?

This year, as with every year, I bought my son the school planner with his school supplies so that he could keep on task and know what his assignments are and when they are due.

It's my job, no, my RESPONSIBILITY to make sure he is given the tools he needs to be successful in life.  To teach him how to organize and keep up with his stuff.  So that when he's older, he has a better chance at keeping a job and completing projects.  And getting married.

An assignment planner is just the first step in a long line of stepping stones to reach the other side of the river, the lake of success and finding your dreams!!

I've seen it in his binder.

I know he out it there...

However, the other day, he came home with Sharpie written all over his hand.

"Donny, what's all over your hand?" I asked, thinking it just might be a girl's phone number.

"It's my homework," he replies.

"That's not where you're supposed to write your homework!  What if you wash your hands and then can't remember what your assignment is?!"  I'm horrified.

"That's why I use sharpie," he says in his matter-of-fact manner. 

Oh.  

Hunh. 

So much for that fancy planner.

And on that note...

I found this note in my son's backpack:

"Remy, I'm sorry
what I did.
I shouldn't have done that.
Next time I will through away the paper
and at that time at school
I was feeling weird so
I just wrote it for no resin
so I don't know what I whas doing
just fieling not very nice."

Your friend,
So-and-so


Wow, huh?
Remy won't give me the details or tell me what happened.

So, on that note...
I'm left perplexed.

What do you think happened?!

Scientific Excursion of the Little People.

Last week I went on a Scientific Excursion with the Little People, or otherwise known as, a Field Trip with the kindergarten to the Dallas World Aquarium. The things I do for loving this little tyke...

Otherwise known as Remy. His class all wore their orange school shirts. The other kindergarten classes wore their blue, or yellow or green shirts, depending on the teacher.

Our teacher took this obvious labeling of our kids to an even higher level and made up shapes (apples, stars, sailboats, flowers), laminated them, put her cell phone number on them and pinned them to the back of the kids' shirts. Brilliant, I tell you, just brilliant. We have the best teacher. None of the others did this. :o)

So, as a parent volunteer, I was put in charge of four kids (including my own). I had the Apples. And, I had the extremely honored privilege of riding on the school bus, with the children. Oh, the joy...

As I sat on the vinyl bench seat (with NO seat belts!) surrounded by tons of little people yapping away excitedly, I realized that there was no way out... I looked up and saw a tiny little square that claimed to be an emergency exit...like I could reach it or any of the kinders around me.
and there was no way I was going to make it out THIS window...
and there was no air circulating, besides this tiny little fan...
But we made it there safely, despite my hyperventilating. Did you know that Lisa has a new kitty cat? And Billy shared with me every. single. toy. he had, with extreme details about his favorites. Every time we took a turn, the kids yelled like it was a roller coaster ride. Did I mention there were no seat belts?
These were my apples. Aren't they cute Little People? They did a great job of sticking with me and not getting lost, despite my best attempts...
We saw these funky birds and some scary crocs.

weird monkeys and lots of fish.
including sharks
and a huge, massive sea cow (Manatee)...sorry about this picture, the water was super murky as we looked in the tank. It was feeding time. I didn't take as many pictures on this visit (we've been here before many times) because I didn't want to loose any punks, I mean, apples.
Here are my apples again...still haven't lost any...
By the time we got home, I was exhuasted, very appreciative of our kindergarten teacher keeping up with these Little People EVERY DAY, and ready to go home and nap. Whew.